1 Royalty "I got more wet sand," he replied, setting his bucket down next to his unorthodox construction. Then he eyed Spirit's hands clasped near to his chest. "Did you finally catch an octopus?" Spirit grinned. "Come here!" The younger boy crossed the sand toward him, eyeing his hands with a slightly narrowed gaze. "Not an octopus," Spirit said, hesitating.

Saudade The first time our lips met, you were angry. I could tell your resistance had been slipping for weeks, if not longer. And the hunger in your touch made me wonder if you hadn't been wanting to devour me from the beginning. But you were angry. You didn't want to want me. But in your touch was also desperation... And I could meet you there.

Until My Last Breath "Can't you do something? You read medical textbooks," the ailing weapon said. "No! We have to go to the hospital," Stein said as his chest constricted in fear, his heart still racing. Spirit shook his head firmly to the negative. Stein withdrew his hand, balled it into a fist at his side along with his other. "Idiot," he said before stalking out of the room.

This One's For You Spirit wanted to be angry. He wanted to tell Stein that it was none of his business what he did with any girls. But he knew that couldn't really be what was bothering his young friend. "Stein. It's okay, I promise you. They're okay with it. There's nothing wrong with any of it..." Stein tensed further, and Spirit frowned quizzically. "Why do you care, anyway?"

Ascent Stein slowly stepped out from behind Lord Death to find the source of the stammering voice, and it stopped abruptly as the boy laid eyes on him. And likewise, almost immediately, the sight before him stole his breath away. "Ah, well. I suppose there's no time like the present. Spirit, this is your new partner, Franken Stein."

Event Horizon "Entertaining madness. It's the ultimate crime." "What? But I... I didn't—" "Evil desires entered your mind. And you, a death weapon. There's no coming back from that." "It wasn't my fault! I would never...I wouldn't act on those things!" "Idle thoughts and mindless errors are as criminal as deliberate intent." "But that's not true! You don't believe that!" "What matters is you do.

1Sweet or Sarcastic » Another explosion had Drakken pressing his hands over his ears, and a heavier set of sparks than before fell in front of him and illuminated the office wall. He looked up as the roar of fire began somewhere behind him, and then he saw Shego's shadow as she kicked violently toward an opponent, sending him flying.

Persuasion It was probably a futile effort to begin with. There wasn't any type of psychology Stein could use to make his weapon understand his desire without giving away too much, and he was certain beyond a doubt that Spirit Albarn had never entertained the idea of kissing a boy. But Stein's thoughts slowed at the nervous resignation on his weapon's face. "You want to try it, don't you."

Landing Maka loved her mother. And she made it clear each time her father tried to see her that there was no room left for him in her heart. It was in Spirit's nature to hold on to hope, but the hard truth was that since the divorce...he had been well and truly alone. Except for the bottle, of course.

1 Remember Me "Will you remember me, after I'm gone?" "What?" Stein listens to the familiar way the response is voiced. Timbre high, breathy, with the final consonant punctuated just enough to add weight to the question. He can read the weapon's thoughts in that single word. What does he mean by 'gone? Why will he be gone? And the meaning that grounds Stein to the moment the most—don't go.